
Universally there are folks in the audience who snicker and sneer when I display some representation of ZDogg’s stuff. And not in a way that they are truly amused or inspired.
It’s infuriating while at once satisfying.
It’s infuriating to feel the subtle criticism of a physician who steps out to make, create, and change.
It’s satisfying in a way to know that these critics can’t understand any world beyond their immediate personal space. They haven’t the capacity to participate, steer, shape or work using the tools that a networked medical world affords. They wouldn’t know where to begin. Their vision of the future is shaped through the accomplishments and workflows of a bygone generation. When shown the future with someone like ZDoggMD, they recognize their withering authority in a world no longer harnessed by a dusty, industrial-age hierarchy. And I suspect their awkward insecurity stems from the realization of their impending irrelevance.
There are some who don’t seem to understand. But their disconnect may be a good thing for medicine. Perhaps we should keep it that way.